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So this is Chapter 5 of my first individual fanfiction. I want to say THANK YOU to anyone who has taken the time to read and review this! I truly appreciate it. And to anyone who has sent their regards to me and my family, I much appreciate it. Your prayers and thoughts are overwhelming, and they've really helped.

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Currently rated T but may turn into M as time goes by.

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For what shall it profit a man,

if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul.

Mark 8:36

Chapter 5: Our First Line

Like most girls when they tried to stick to any type of schedule, whether it be dieting or whatever, I decided to forget the plan. After spending the rest of the day and whole night, eighteen tortureous and agonozing hours thinking about only Edward and the facts I learned about him, I knew that I couldn't do it anymore. I didn't have the strength to pretend he didn't exist. And knowing he was single made it that much worse. It didn't matter how many times I tried convincing myself that the plan was working and that I didn't need him, I knew it'd never work.

I had to confront him. I just didn't know how.

That morning, I decided it was time. I couldn't focus on anything the teacher's were telling me in any of my classes during the first part of the day. It was as if I was blind and deaf. Going through one ear and right out the other. All I could think about was everything Jessica and Rosalie had informed me about.

And all I could think about was Edward, Edward, Edward. His laugh. His smile. His jewel-like, deep green eyes. His bottom lip. His dark, long eyelashes. His dignified jaw line. His bronzed hair... It was excrutiating.

As I entered the cafeteria for lunch, panic struck me down like lightening. I saw him in the line, standing next to a gorgeous guy who had curly, twisting blonde locks and a stunning structure. As I studied their movement, I could tell that they were close. They were pushing each other around, making fun of each other.

After a reassement of my hair and few shuffles of my shirt, I bit my lip and mustered up the courage to walk over to them. Edward looked more and more gorgeous with each step I took. He wore bootleg blue jeans that had slits on the bottom over his shoes, which fit nicely to his back exterior, a white shirt with the sleeves pushed up to his elbows, and a matching belt. I noticed that the black cufflink he wore on his wrist matched the one on the guy standing next to him. It must be Jasper then, Edward's adopted brother.

Wow, what a good looking family. I couldn't help but wonder what the doctor must look like then... The nerves started to kick in.

I stood behind them quiet as a mouse. I felt so inferior next to them. So small and invisable.

I listened to them laugh, joking about baseball practice they had yesterday after school. They were too adorable. And intimidating.

"E-Edward," I choked out, regretting speaking immediately. Now I couldn't run away.

As he turned, ever so gracefully, I almost felt my heart restart in my chest. He was so painfully perfect.

His gorgeous eyes widened when he saw me. "Wow... Bella... you see me now? You don't have to make any kind of grand exit?" His tone was bitter.

Ouch. I deserved that, I guessed. "I don't know Edward. Plan on telling any lies lately?"

Jasper laughed softly, patting Edward on the back and muttering something about luck before walking away.

Edward continued to glare at me. I glared back, selfishly.

"What's thise about Bella?" His voice was more hostile. He was hurt.

I didn't even think about it hurting him that I'd left the party so quick.. probably should have known though.

I shrugged. "Can we talk please? Privately?"

"I don't know Bella. You tell me."

I bit my lip, substaining the growl in my chest. "Please?"

Edward sighed in defeat as he stepped out of the line. "Sure. Fine." He followed me to the opposite side of the cafeteria, his jaw locked in place.

As soon as we stopped, he glared at me again. "What do you want?"

My guard shot up around me. "Can you please lower the tone and get the hate look out of your eyes for five seconds?"

He stared at me, a little bit lighter now - emphasis on the little. He folded his arms, waiting.

"Okay," I began, overwhelmed by his stubborn yet gorgeous prescence. "Look. I'm sorry about last week. A-About the leaving part. Truly I am. But -"

He cut me off. "Where have you been, Bella? Why haven't you been at school this past week?"

"I went with my father, camping in the mountains."

He didn't look amused. "During school?"

"Yes. My father has connections. They don't really care what I do around here."

He shook his head. "Oh."

"Edward, why did you lie to me that day?"

He glared at me once more. I tapped my foot, impatiently waiting on his response.

"Do you have somewhere else you need to be?" he asked icely, staring at my foot.

"Nope. Answer."

"Fine. Okay. I sort of.. asked about you after we met that day. In practice, in class all next week... I wanted to know more, anything at all about you. Anything I could. I thought you were interesting, unlike anyone else I have ever met before."

I couldn't close my mouth. I didn't expect that type of response. I just nodded for him to continue.

"I lied because I wanted to prove to myself that the people here were wrong about you. Make my own interpretation of you."

I stepped back, stunned. "All bad reports, I take it?"

"Yes." I hated that he was so honest, but knew he would be.

Although I knew it would be, I still felt defeated and ashamed. It was so much more clearer now that I would never fit in here. And now, Edward realized it too. He must think I'm a loser.

I fidgeted, unable to look into his piercing eyes. I felt so disgusted, so horrible and out of place. It felt like every set of eyes in the world were on me.

"Hey..." I felt his warm finger brush beneath my chin, as he raised my face to look at him. "Bella, I was correct."

My brows arched as a cloud formed over my face. "What?"

He smiled an angelic smile, causing me to lose my balance a bit. "They were wrong, Bella. I was right. You're so much more fascinating then I could ever imagine."

"T-Thanks?" I didn't mean for it to sound like a question, but that's all I could manage. I felt so lost in him.

Edward sighed after exhaling deeply and looking over the top of my head. "We have an audience."

I turned around to find three-fourths of the cafeteria staring back at us, with gawking expressions. Ashley Gwinn was shouting something like "Run away, Edward."

I looked down, embarassed.

"Hey," he spoke softly. "Would you want to just.. I don't know, hang out sometime? Have fun?"

I couldn't help but form a smile. "Where?"

"Well, a few guys from the team are having a bonfire with some girls at La Push, a beach near here on a preservation... Night surfing, cookout... You should come."

I sighed, shaking my head. "Can't. Sorry."

"Oh." He seemed upset.

"I'm sorry. I want to hang out with you, of course I do. But I am... not allowed to go there. My father's rules."

"I see." He continued to frown.

"But... maybe I can come to watch you practice tonight? If you want? Maybe we can talk after?"

He perked up immediately. "That'd be wonderful, Bella. I still have a lot to ask you."

I nodded, feeling more dizzy spells coming on. "Okay... I-I'll see you around four then?"

He smiled, turning slightly and walking backward toward the lunch line. His eyes never left mine. "Until then... Bella..."

I smiled to myself as I floated high into the clouds. "Until then..." I whispered to myself, feeling satisfied.

After lunch and the second hell on earth that I would like to classify as Gym, I found myself growing any luckier. Had I actually gone to class the past week and yesterday instead of skipping, I would have realized that my luck was incredible.

There, sitting at an empty desk in my Advanced Chemistry P2 class, was a perfect Angel with bronzed hair.

My hands trembled as I walked to him. "This seat taken?" I asked, voice shaking.

His head popped up from his notepad and a huge grin spread across his perfect lips. "It is now. Hey, Bella."

I smiled, taking the seat as the bell rang, inhaling his intoxicating scent. I listened closely as his heart rate steadied out from an accelerated beat when he first saw me. It felt good knowing I caused any type of effect on him. I almost got lost in the strum of his heart.

But I was quickly snapped back into reality as Mike Newton slammed his hands on the desk, panting. "I sit here Bella."

Edward smirked, leaning over me to hand some chemistry notes over to him. "Not anymore, Mike."

"W-What?" Mike looked pained, eyeing me down somberly. I sneered back at him.

"Bella and I are going to be partners for the remainder of class, Mike. I'm sorry to inconvenience you."

Mike jerked away from the desk, knocking my stuff off as he went, muttering something about sex and us. It took everything I had not to kill the idiot.

Edward was by my side in a second, helping me pick them up. I was getting quite used to having my stuff sprawled out on the floors and halls of the school. I thought about just parking my butt on the ground and asking if the teachers could just come to me to give me my lessons. It'd make things more accessible for everyone, I think.

"Are you okay?" He asked, helping me up.

I nodded.

"Good."

The teacher gave us our new assignment, not even realizing that Edward had a new lab partner. Obviously he wasn't a baseball fan.

"So," Edward mused quietly as I looked into the microscope. His voice was so soft that no one else could hear. "Are you ever going to explain to me what happened at Mike's house?"

I held my breath and looked up at him. "What do you mean?"

He pulled the scope toward him and looked inside. "About the... would-be accident, I guess?"

"Um..."

"I know it was you. I just don't know how."

I hid my guilty expression, trying to play dumb. "I'm lost."

Edward leaned closer to my face, his cool breath putting me in a transe. "I know, Bella."

I couldn't get loose from his voice. "K-know?"

"I saw you," he whispered, matter-of-fact like. "You stopped the truck, Bella. With your hands."

I chuckled. "Do you take drugs, Edward?"

He laughed sarcastically, stealing a glance from Mr Banter. "I'm not hallucinating. And I don't plan to tell anyone about it. I just need to know... for me."

It was so easy to get lost in his gorgeous, puppy dog expression. But I needed to stay strong. "So... you think that someone - my size, mind you- could stop a moving truck with her bare hands?"

"Yes...somehow."

"That's it. You're officially high."

Edward sighed as the teacher brought the class back to order. I felt relieved, knowing I got out of it... for now. But I knew it wasn't the last I'd hear of the conversation.

And I was correct.

As soon as the bell rang, Edward gathered my books before I could protest and followed me into the hall. "Bellaaaa..." he prodded.

"Yes?"

"Bella, don't make me pin you into a corner and yank it out of you, because I will if I have to."

My inhaling kicked into high gear at his teasing threats and I looked away quickly, trying to banish the sudden thoughts and regain my composure.

"Okay," I cleared my throat. "I'm a superhero. I'm catwoman. You caught me."

He laughed. "Catwoman."

"Yep. I'm quite famous. You can google me and everything."

"Hmm." He shook his head, following me into my Goverment class. He ignored a few senior girls who said hello to him and asked if he wanted to join our class.

He only looked at me. "One day, Bella... I will get it out of you, eventually."

"Until then," I teased playfully.

He smirked, shaking his head as he backed out of the classroom, taking part of my soul with him. Then he whispered, a voice like velvet. "Until then."

I bit my lip as I watched him walk out of the class, listening to the whispers and gossip from the girls around me toward him. I liked our new line... it was the first something between us.

God I couldn't wait until his baseball practice.

Is it four yet?

So there we go, Chapter 5.

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